Come away with me, my beautiful one!
Song of Songs 2:10
I heard the wind whistle an invitation, so I packed today’s lunch, wrapped this year’s magic cape around my neck and pedaled to my favorite apple orchard along with the great little pumpkin for an overdue but perfectly timed autumnal spin. You remember, made up of the stuff of magic brews.
I tell you, those woods are enchanted. I think I may have spotted the same gentleman who froze in amusement last year, or maybe not, but others there today smiled back as they heard my laughter. I couldn’t contain it, and who’d want to.
The light, oh that light, it’s completely unedited, and depending on where I stood or what was in the picture, its emphasis altered. Oh so otherworldly October.